Dead fat man, so dirty, he put other people's photos so closely. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAlthough Ji Yanxue didn't touch her photo, she seemed to feel the temperature in it, it must be very warm! I heard that the fat man is warm.

Gently sat on the chair where Liu Lang's body temperature was still left, Ji Yanxue, who was thinking about her daughter's thoughts, held the teacup, lowered her head, and looked gentle, revealing her white neck, which was incredibly beautiful.

Perhaps only the poems of the great poet Xu Zhimo of the Republic of China: the most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like the shyness of a water lotus flower that is not able to overcome the cool breeze, can describe the beauty of Ji Yanxue at this time.

If Liu Fatzi saw it at this time, it is estimated that he would be captured in an instant, and he would no longer have to use the so-called fat man's physical memory as an excuse.

It's a pity that what Liu Fatzi sees now is a man, a man of different races, and a man who came to make trouble for him.

"Dear Liu, finally let me find you." Grunov shouted at Liu Lang from afar, startling Liu Lang, who was in a hurry to run away.

Can you remove the first three words? When did the serious Germans learn the Yankees, shouting so sensationally.

"Dr. Grunov, I haven't seen you for a few days, what's wrong? Calling me for a drink? Liu Lang smiled and greeted in German.

"No, no, don't drink anymore, your Chinese liquor is too strong, there is a chance to come to my motherland, I invite you to drink beer, the black label in Munich, it tastes great." Grunov shook his hands and wisely rejected Liu Lang's polite invitation.

The feeling of drinking with a person who can drink 52-degree liquor as a drink is actually not good at all. Grunov, whose brain has been in a drowsy for several days, is not stupid.

"Drinking beer? All right! When the time comes, I will definitely sacrifice my life to accompany me, I wonder if the doctor has anything else to do? I'll have to go to boot camp. Liu Lang smiled.

"Colonel, did you ask Captain Liang to give us an order for the Machinery Factory? An order to make bullets? Grunov asked bluntly.

"yes!"

"400,000 rounds of ammunition a month?"

"That's right?"

"Oh, God! Colonel, you must be crazy, the maximum output of our machine plant can only produce 100,000 rounds per month, and the stamping machine is still being tested, how can we increase the output by four times in the short term? It's an impossible task. Grunov shouted.

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb." Liu Lang pretended to be forced to throw out a word of encouragement that the teacher often recited in class.

Although in reality it is not very useful.

The same is true for Grunov.

"We don't have enough lathes, we don't have enough personnel, we don't have enough raw materials, you just put a knife on my neck, and I can't complete the task you gave me." Naturally, Grunov would not be deceived by the words of the Chinese teacher, and shook his head like a rattle, indicating that he could not climb.

"There are not enough people, I will give you people, only in two days, your machinery factory will have more than 200 new workers, the equipment is not enough, I will give you equipment, the lathe purchased from Chengdu will arrive in these two days, your stamping machine tool can be tested while producing, a great man said: practice is the only criterion for testing the truth!" As for the raw materials you are talking about。。。。。。 What is the main thing missing? Liu Lang asked.

"Copper, a lot of copper." Grunov said very dryly.

This is actually the real purpose of his coming to Liu Lang.

Since the Machinery Factory was moved to the military base in the mountains of the Independent Regiment, the Machinery Factory was officially named Qinglong Machinery Factory, and the Independent Regiment provided the factory buildings, workers' residences and all the raw materials for production, and the property rights were almost half of Liu Shunhe and the Independent Regiment, and the Independent Regiment accounted for 51 percent.

Although all the high-level leaders of the independent regiment strongly opposed it, feeling that this was too advantageous to the Liu family, Liu Lang still insisted on such equity distribution. Because they don't know what will happen in a few years, if Liu Lang wants to mix in the country in the future, he must change the Liu family from the hat of a big landlord to a red-top patriotic businessman. In the face of the torrent of the general trend, even Liu Lang must take precautions.

Because he is already Liu Lang, who is closely linked to the Liu family in Sichuan, and Liu Lang, who has been from a poor middle peasant military family for eight generations in his previous life, is gradually distancing.

As the first foreign general manager and chief designer hired by the Qinglong Machinery Plant, Grunov still very much hopes to run this semi-official and semi-private machinery factory well, and Grunov will certainly not be sloppy in the arms order given by the independent regiment.

To paraphrase the Chinese proverb: it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and seeing that the stock of cooked copper can only last for five days, Grunov naturally has to come to Liu Lang to solve the problem. Although Grunov knew that the main reason for the need for a large number of imported bullets throughout China was the lack of raw materials, too little copper.

Before coming to China, Grunov had done a survey on China's industrial manufacturing, with an annual output of 30,000 tons of steel, 700 tons of copper, and 28 million tons of coal. Not to mention that compared with his motherland, which is still under sanctions, even the island country in the East China Sea can reach more than 100 times that of China.

"Is copper used to make bullet casings?" Liu Lang's eyes were thoughtful, and he asked casually.

"Of course, all the bullets, from the core to the case, are made of copper." Grunov glanced at Liu Lang with contempt and explained very seriously.

"I remember that we don't have a lot of cooked copper in our machine factory, but there should still be a lot of steel, why don't we use steel to make bullet shells?" Liu Lang didn't seem to see the German doctor's contemptuous eyes, and continued to take care of himself.

"With steel?" Grunov was stunned for a moment, then shook his head resolutely and said, "Dear Liu, your idea is too whimsical. Since the advent of modern breech guns, bullets have been made of copper, which is also the best material for manufacturing in terms of metal characteristics. ”

"I want to hear about it." Liu Lang, who had already thought of the key point, smiled.

"First of all, in terms of physical properties, copper has a soft texture and good ductility, and can be slightly expanded and deformed in the state of high temperature and high pressure during firing, and has good air tightness. In addition, copper is also a very good self-lubricating material, so the resistance when the shell is drawn, and the chance of breaking and jamming is also low. Steel, on the other hand, because of its poor ductility, will stick tightly to the chamber, so it is easy to have a rough shell, and it must be made into an obvious conical shape to avoid jamming. In addition, steel bullets cannot be reloaded, and there is a danger of exploding. At the same time, because the cartridge case expands and deforms, the gun may not be able to reset, which is not a problem for copper bullets. Grunov finished telling in one breath about the advantages of copper bullets.

Very professional and detailed.

If Liu Lang hadn't traveled back from eighty years later.

"Doctor, if we paint the outside of the steel bullet casing, will we be able to solve the problem of poor shelling?" Liu Lang asked with a smile.

Liu Lang said that he naturally relied on this, the future republic, until he crossed, has always been using copper-painted steel-shelled bullets, decades of use have proved that steel-shelled bullets are also a good thing to kill, and the wounds of Annan's ungrateful jungle monkeys have not fully healed in the twenty-first century.

"Oh God, maybe that's a good idea." Grunov is an expert in metal materials, and after a little thought, he knew that Liu Lang's idea might work. "But how to solve the problem of bullet reloading?"

"Bullets have always been used to kill, and if there is no victory, who will have the opportunity to collect cartridge casings again? What's more, if steel can reduce the cost of bullets, do we still need to reload? ”

"Colonel, I have to say, you are such a crazy general, all right! I was convinced by you. As long as the personnel and equipment you promised can guarantee it, I can also guarantee the delivery of 400,000 rounds of ammunition per month. Grunov sighed heartily.

After saying that, Grunov turned around and left without any delay.

He is also very busy now, and promised Liu Lang that the parts for the first experimental light machine gun to be delivered within two months are still being manufactured, and he has no spare time for Liu Lang to pull it off.

Poor Dr. Germain, of course, could not admit it, and he was afraid that the Chinese Captain Barrel would call him to eat hot pot again.